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Sunday, March 16, 2014

It's been long..The expo was on 15th December and Alhumdulillah, it was a great success. It is only through the power of Allah that I accomplished this feat. That's right, folks! The butterfly is out of her cocoon! It is now time to fly high! Hehehe! A little too optimistic.

Oh, well. Life is a drag sometimes. There are many problems, many hurdles and rocks in the path but we have to cross it. We have to get to the other side. Most importantly, we have to learn how to survive. My survival is through doing what I love doing. That is my motto. If you love what you do, you will always stay satisfied. Secondly, never, NEVER keep a guilty conscience. That is the only way to live in peace. In any case, ramblings may go on and on but lessons learned are lessons learned. You learn from your mistakes. You really do. And learning from the experience is what makes you a stronger person.

Then comes the decision to start my blog. Why did I start it? I can barely keep up with it. When I started, I thought, a post per week. But then, life got in the way. Things started spiraling out of control. Words unspoken hit hard. Words spoken hit harder. Shit flew around but then I learnt how to shield myself. I found solace, peace, in a place I never knew I could find. I resorted to my Lord, my Allah. It is He who gave me the patience, the perseverance, for He would never burden us more than we can handle. Therefore, I found peace in His words and His praises. That, and my crafting. These combined sent me to a world of my own. A world where there are colors and rainbows, rain and sunshine, glitter and paint, pen and paper, patterns and shapes! Thus, I started this blog. I don't know how many people read this, or if they read, do they like it? Everything is a big risk and brings a big, fat, glaring question mark. But it's alright. I'd still do it because it gives me peace. It comforts me. May be there is some one out there, listening, empathizing. And that brings me comfort to know that my story is not going unheard.

Everything happens for a reason. May be this is the reason for me. May be Allah wants me to be strong, for my future. And with His Grace, I will be.